It’s 52 and overcast. We’re likely to get rain today. It’s breezy, too, gusts into the teens. The seed ball has been mobbed this morning and I realized that the witch hazel has bloomed. I need to get the harvest for extract.
Yesterday Tempus took off for the shop without me since I was going to cook. I had to clean the kitchen first, which took quite awhile. I finally got some jams going and made salal, blackberry and thimbleberry during the day. By 3:30 a sweet curd cheese was cooling and I was scrubbing pots. I set up a lentil dish after that and it worked very well.
A little after 5pm when I was taking a break something started smoking in the kitchen. I wasn’t sure what caused it, so Tempus ran home for a minute to see what he could see….. nuffins…. So he went back to finish the Herb Wall at the shop and I got going on some supper. I made cheese tortellini with vegetables. We never did figure out what it was, although both of us have our suspicions.
Eventually he got home and did the big pots that I couldn’t move and I got going on savory cheese and a beef soup base. …and then the cheese didn’t curdle. I have no clue why! That’s the 2nd time that’s happened. Eventually we put it into the fridge to use for making some kind of chowder. The beef went into a crockpot and the beans that I was starting bean pickle for got shoved into the fridge because I just ran out of energy.
Today I’m going to harvest the witch hazel for Herbs Workshop and the Tempus is going to have to come back for me. The usual Herb Bunch is elsewhere this weekend. We’ll be working on inventory later.
There….Tempus just headed for the shop, to get us open. 🙂 No pretty pictures of cooking, yet. I took ’em, but haven’t gotten finished. 🙂
Today’s Plant is the Evergreen Violet,Viola sempervirens. This is a pretty plant that looks like nothing much through 9 months of the year here on the coast, but is spectacular in March, when it covers the ground with beautiful golden flowers on a deep blue/green background and still lovely in April/May. It is indeed evergreen, not withering to the ground, although it sometimes is overshadowed by grass. It grows well in the park behind the house. As any viola it is Feminine, ruled byVenus, but unlike the blue violets (corresponding to water) the Evergreen Violet corresponds to the element of Air and the Sun – Protects against malevolent spirits, brings changes in luck & fortune, wear to help with headaches, dizziness and to bring calm and sleep, wear in a green sachet to heal wounds.
Today’s feast is the Parentalia, a festival of ancient Rome. Quoting Wilson’s Almanac: “Temples were closed and weddings prohibited during the Parentalia, ancient Rome’s main festival of the dead, which lasted until the Feralia (February 21). It was customary for people to visit the graves of their parents and other relatives, placing offerings of wine, milk, oil, honey and water from springs. Also laid at the graves were sacrificial blood from the bodies of black animals. Mourners decorated the graves with roses and violets, then partook of a ritual meal at the graveside.
The mourners greeted each other with the words, Salve, sancte parens, “Hail, holy ancestor”.
Today was a day for the famed Vestal Virgins to perform a special ritual, in honour of their sacred ancestor, when they visited the cult’s parental shrine which was sacred to the early Vestal, Terpeia.
The Phoenix and Arabeth 1992 Global Spiritual Calendar (Phoenix and Arabeth, Ukiah, CA, USA, 1992) called it a “purification festival of [the] Goddesses Mania and Vesta, devoted to ancestors”. ” More here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Parentalia
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Waxing Moon Magick – The waxing moon is for constructive magick, such as love, wealth, success, courage, friendship, luck or healthy, protection, divination. Any working that needs extra power, such as help finding a new job or healings for serious conditions, can be done now. Also, love, knowledge, legal undertakings, money and dreams. Phase ends at the Tide Change on 2/22 at 10:20am. Waxing Crescent phase – Keywords for the Crescent phase are: expansion, growth, struggle, opportunity. It is the time in a cycle that you gather the wisdom learned in the new phase and communicate your intention to move forward. Light a candle. Write or read an affirmation. LISTEN & ABSORB. Commit to your goal. God/dess aspect: Maiden/Youth, energy and enthusiasm – Associated God/dess: Artemis & Apollo, Mayet/Djehuti, Freya/Frey. Phase ends at the Quarter on 2/15 at 6:35am.
Orion is now high in the south-southeast right after dark. Left of it is Gemini, headed by Castor and Pollux at far left. The stick-figure Twins are still lying on their sides. Well below their legs is bright Procyon in little Canis Minor: the doglet whose top is barely seen in profile in a dark sky. He’s vertical at twilight’s end. Procyon marks his rump.
All week, Mercury remains 4° lower left of Venus low in the dawn. Binoculars help. Mercury (still magnitude –0.1) is gradually sinking lower in the southeast before dawn. Look for it 4° lower left of bright Venus.
Goddess Month of of Bridhe, runs from 1/23 – 2/19
Celtic Tree Month of Luis/Rowan, Jan 21-Feb 17, Luis (LWEESH)/rowan
Celtic Tree Month of Nuin/Nion/Ash, Feb 18 – Mar 17, Nion (NEE-uhn)
Runic half-month of Sowulo/ Sigel, 2/12-26 It represents the power of the force of good throughout the world and is the harbinger of victory and ascendancy over darkness.
©2016 M. Bartlett, Some parts separately copyright.
Celtic Tree Month of Luis/Rowan, Jan 21-Feb 17, Luis (LWEESH)/rowan – The rowan, or mountain ash (Sorbus aucuparia L.) is related to servceberries. The red berries were historically used to lure birds into traps, and the specific epithet aucuparia comes from words meaning “to catch a bird”. Birds are also responsible for dispersing the seeds. Rowans thrive in poor soils and colonize disturbed areas. In some parts of Europe they are most common around ancient settlements, either because of their weedy nature or because they were planted. Rowans flower in May. They grow to 15 m (50 feet) and are members of the Rose family (Rosaceae). They are cultivated in North America, especially in the northeast.
Luis – Rowan Ogam letter correspondences
Color: Grey and Red
Meaning: Controlling your life; Protection against control by others.
Quert – Apple Ogam letter correspondences to study this month
Meaning: A choice must be made
Tides for Alsea Bay
Day High Tide Height Sunrise Moon Time % Moon
~ /Low Time Feet Sunset Visible
Sa 13 High 3:48 AM 8.4 7:19 AM Rise 10:18 AM 22
~ 13 Low 10:16 AM 1.0 5:42 PM
~ 13 High 4:12 PM 6.9
~ 13 Low 10:14 PM 1.3
Affirmation/Thought for the Day – Contemplate the nature of Goddess, the nature of the Infinite, for a few minutes.
~ When you knock, ask to see God – none of the servants. – Henry David Thoreau
~ God does not repay evil for evil, and thus the righteous should not do so either. No judgment, no abuse, but blessing…Blessing means laying one’s hand on something and saying, Despite everything, you belong to God. – Dietrich Bonhoeffer
~ Abundance of knowledge does not teach men to be wise. – Heraclitus
~ It is not enough to be busy, so are the ants. The question is, what are we busy about? – Henry David Thoreau
I am a fairy maiden,
But no one here knows it.
I left my home in Faerie
To be with a handsome youth
Who promised to stay with me forever,
But abandoned me in this cottage.I am one of the Sidhe, tall as a human;
But I did not give up my powers,
And I have woven a net.
Pieter comes by to see me at times
When his latest woman’s love
Has palled.The last time, when he slept
I wove an invisible web around him
And when he left, I held a string of it,
Winding it around a peg on my wall.
He may go as far as he wishes,
My Pieter;But never so far that my web
Cannot call him back or affect him.
Some days when I am angry,
I yank upon the web string
And he falls down hard
Upon the ground.Other days, when I make music
I mix the web string
Into the notes of my singing,
And he must dance
No matter where he is…
Dance, faithless Pieter! Dance!One day when my anger
Has cooled and my heart mended,
I will find another lover,
Either human or fae
And when I do,
I will move from here.And when I leave,
I will also leave the web string
That binds my faithless Pieter,
For someone else to find
On the wooden peg
Of the cottage wall. – © Copyright 11/3/06 by Beth Clare Johnson (Mystic Amazon)
Be My Valentine – Crones Corner
An old custom of drawing the name of one’s Valentine. Supposedly young women put their names on slips of paper and placed those slips in a box. Each young man drew a slip and the two became valentines, often for as much as a year.
Sometimes, of course, such arrangements ended in a betrothal. Unless the drawing was “rigged,” however, not everyone would have been anxious to submit to “chance.” Nevertheless, the custom was apparently widespread even as late as the 17th century. A related custom held that the first unmarried person encountered on Valentine’s Day became one’s Valentine.
It has long been the tradition of giving gifts or love tokens on Valentine’s Day. Originally, the man and woman exchanged presents, but by the later 17th century, it was much more common for the man alone to give the gift. For a while in history at least, one’s Valentine was not necessarily one’s sweetheart (or one’s spouse) and even married men and women could have Valentines. In societies where names were drawn or where Valentines were chosen or challenged (any man or woman could claim an unspoken-for person as his or her Valentine), the celebration, and gift-giving that accompanied it, sometimes proved troublesome and often expensive.
Although some Valentine presents were quite costly, others were more moderate. Gloves were a common gift for a young woman as were, curiously enough, garters. In an age when reticence or modesty were mixed with suggestiveness, one writer sent along the following verse:
“Blush not, my fair, at what I send,
‘Tis a fond present from a friend.
These garters, made of silken twine,
Were fancied by your Valentine.
Hundreds of years ago in England, many children dressed up as adults on Valentine’s Day. They went singing from home to home. One verse they sang was:
Good morning to you, valentine;
Curl your locks as I do mine—
Two before and three behind.
Good morning to you, valentine.
In Wales wooden love spoons were carved and given as gifts on February 14th. Hearts, keys and keyholes were favorite decorations on the spoons. The decoration meant, “You unlock my heart!”
If a woman saw a robin flying overhead on Valentine’s Day, it meant she would marry a sailor . If she saw a sparrow, she would marry a poor man and be very happy. If she saw a goldfinch, she would marry a millionaire.
If you found a glove on the road on Valentine’s Day, your future beloved will have the other missing glove.
Christian customs combined to form some of the enduring traditions. One was that the first person you saw on Valentine’s Day would be your Valentine. We know the custom was well established in Shakespeare’s time, for Ophelia wanted to be “betime” at Hamlet’s window. She sang:
“Good morrow! `tis St. Valentine’s Day
All in the morning betime.
And I a maid at your window,
To be your Valentine!”
Crayons” or pencils (lipsticks not invented until the 20th century) were made by grinding down alabaster calcinate or plaster of Paris into a powder, coloured appropriately, mixed into a paste, rolled into shape and dried in the sun. Face powder could be obtained from ground alabaster, but starch, prepared with perfume would do very well……..- (“Powder and Paint a history of the Englishwoman’s Toilet – Neville Williams)
English folklore suggests that you may obtain another’s affection if you take an orange, prick it all over with a needle and then sleep with it in your left armpit. Give it to the object of your affections to eat and he or she will become enamored of you.
Superstitions abound regarding the first bird seen on St Valentine’s Day by a girl, for it was said to indicate what sort of man her husband would be. For instance, a blackbird meant a clergyman or priest, a goldfinch (or any yellow bird for that matter) a rich man, a crossbill was an argumentative, mean man and doves and bluebirds were good and happy men respectively. However, should she see or hear a woodpecker on Valentine’s Day she would never marry.
St. Valentine’s Day with all of its colorful lore was taken to the New World by the English settlers and lost none of it romantic appeal through the journey. The deeply rooted superstitions continued, in fact, flowered, in the new environment. An extract from a young lady’s diary written in 1754 describes some of the practices:
Last Friday was Valentine’s Day and the night before I got five bay – leaves, and pinned four of them to the four corners of my pillow, and the fifth to the middle; and then if I dreamt of my sweetheart, we should be married before the year is out. But to make it sure, I boiled an egg hard and took out the yolk, and filled it with salt; and when I went to bed ate it, shell and all, without speaking or drinking after it. We also wrote our lovers names upon bits of paper, and rolled them up in day, and put them into water; and the first that rose up was to be our valentine.
Write the names of prospective lovers on slips of paper, roll them in clay balls and drop them in a bowl of water. The first to rise to the surface will be your valentine.
Write the names of prospective lovers on pieces of paper, put them into a container, then draw one out and say: “Thou art my love and I am thine, I draw ______ for my Valentine.” The lover you chose will be yours by the following year.
Valentine cards first appeared in England at about the time of Queen Victoria. The first cards were called “Penny Dreadfuls” because they were insulting. As time passed the holiday became one of giving gifts, flowers, candy and cards to loved ones and sweethearts.
A Valentine sentiment from a woman to a possible beau, author unknown
Plenty of Love
Plenty of Love,
Tons of kisses,
Hope some day
To be your Mrs.
A love knot is a series of winding and interlacing loops with no beginning and no end. It is a symbol of endless love. people made love knots from ribbons or drew them on paper. Often a message was written on the love knot. The message had no beginning or end. It could be repeated endlessly.
A love seat is a wide chair. It was first made to seat one woman and her wide dress. Later, the love seat or courting seat had two sections, often in S-shape. In this way, a couple couples sit together-but not too closely!
Courtesy of Miss Daney at Folklore,Magic and Superstitions
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